Texas Country Life

Santa Fe, Texas. A small town located just 37 miles from Houston, and only 45 minutes of a drive to and from my place. It's also located close to Galveston. Today I went there to see my boyfriend, Roy, who underwent surgery a couple days ago. He moved there a couple weeks ago with his mom, who owns a country-style home in the town.

Upon leaving Houston and driving down towards the Gulf Freeway (I-45), I drove through many "farm-to-market" roads, which I was now able to understand what "FM" meant in highways. It's basically farm highways where you'll be able to pass through smaller towns, like Santa Fe. It's a beautiful town. It's even better than the Imperial Valley, where it's basically a fucking dumpster. I don't know why Roy would even complain about living in this beautiful small town. I can understand, from his point of view, that he prefers the city life in Houston rather than small town life, seeing that he was born and raised in the city of Houston.

His mom's country home is also beautiful, Roy and his older brother helped out in rebuilding it. It actually belonged to his mom's grandfather, which was passed on to her father and then on to her. Because of her schoolteaching in Houston, she had to leave it behind for several years, and now that she has retired, she dreamed of returning to that country home and returning to that country life...and her sons made it happen.

It was small, white, and had a wooden porch. It's located next to a really pretty bayou that isn't capable of flooding (also mosquito heaven holy shiiiit). It reminds me of a forest home, because the front and back yards are filled with soooo many trees. It's perfect to get some shade and get some fresh air. I mean, what more could you ask for?

I've been in Roy's shoes before. I lived in a small town in the past. But it's nothing like what Roy is living right now. His current small town life is pretty. It's not bad, because it's conveniently located between Houston and Galveston. The air is so clean. There are literally wild animals around here (spotted a green lizard crawling on the porch as I got out the door). And you can see most of the town's history preserved. In the Imperial Valley, our history is poorly taken care of. We lost the historic water tower due to the 2010 earthquake. Most of the buildings are out of code and were never preserved because of the county's budget being out of reach. So...yeah, it was basically a dumpster. What really amazes me is that most of the major supermarket chains, like Walmart and HEB, are also conveniently located. So, really...there's not much to complain other than being far away from the big city. Literally, you didn't have to drive too far to get what you need. Meanwhile in the Valley, everything is just too far apart from each other...due to farm land.

Oh, and Santa Fe's farm lands are located at the outskirts, which is why everything was so close.

Really wished I spent a little more time at Santa Fe. Seeing that I have two days off next week, I might come back next week. I'm really glad to see that Roy's mom is really welcoming and enjoys my company. Roy, however, he's doing really well, life-wise and healthwise too...since he had surgery. He's such a wonderful man. :)